Tuesday, November 2, 2010

B-Sides 2

What is a team? It is a group of people working together towards a goal. However, you can’t call a team, a “team” unless there is a certain bond or chemistry with the individuals in the group.

This goes out to any group or team out there, may it be academics, orgs, productions, athletics, and any other fields wherein you will work with a team. It is not about how many good students there are in your group or if you have the best businessmen or media people to do your job, or if you have all the best players in your team. It was never about that and never will it be. That is why I go nuts when people hear about a newly formed team which is considered to be a powerhouse (namely the Miami Heat) will go all the way, they only see the external appeal, what they don’t see is the bits that are required for that team to succeed. You can’t call Dwyane Wade, LeBron James and Chris Bosh as a team, they need nine more guys out there to help them out.

In our TV production class last AY 2009-2010, our group did not exactly have what you call a “leader”, rather we all looked for our strengths and from there we flourished as a team. Media Cool productions was composed of Jancy Nicolas as our vocal leader and was the best writer along with Ronn Esguerra. While, Jocel Felarco handled the financial work, Chiara Salazar and Aldwin Cruz did the talent searching and Ericka Manansala as our mother figure. Alex Punzalan is our utility guy (from writer to cameraman to cook to production assistant) and James Latonio is James Latonio, a presence, always count on him to do what you asked him to do. The art department was composed of “techie guy” Nathaniel Lopez, Me, the versatile Jazz Rosende and the “as goofy as he may look, talk and act” Geomar TriƱo, who is a very talented man indeed. That was a team out there, sure there were other groups that were stronger in paper, what made Media Cool special is that we made each other stronger through prayers, bondings, fights and setting team goals.

This may be the best example I can think of what a good team is. Remember the name, it is MEDIA COOL.

The Los Angeles Lakers is another example and I will never pick the Heat over them maybe the Celtics can get my vote. The Lakers have a superstar in Kobe Bryant and Pau Gasol, who will flourish even without dominating the ball. That is the primary reason he fits with a Bryant-led team. You add a young and full of potential big man out there in Andrew Bynum and a versatile Lamar Odom it’s already done. Kobe will always talk, we know that, but Derek Fisher will always be the captain to that team.

Now, you look at the Heat, LeBron James, Dwyane Wade and Chris Bosh, all-world talents, multi-time All-Stars playing in teams completely revolving around them. Now what is the problem when the three of them wear the same uniform? EGO, they are superstars and best of friends as they may say, but it is different out there on the court when you all feel limited despite knowing you can do more. Hey, the game only has one ball so who gets it every possession, and for NBA fans out there, if you have noticed all point guards that teamed with James technically got wasted since LeBron will play the playmaker and the scorer. Same with Wade, he’ll have that ball 18 of the 24 second clock. Now, you add Bosh, he’ll need the ball to. So, who gets the touches? Lastly, James and Bosh are not widely known as great leaders often having a world on their own. Wade, how can he get the two mammoths to bow down and listen.

Now, what am I saying after that long talk? A team is not about a guy or two, it is not about doing what you do but doing it in the terms of the team not the tyrant or the so-called leader. And if there is an established leader, he or she should have the touch to be able to motivate the other members into being member and to work towards a common goal. He or she should also not be sitting a level higher, because we still are on equal footing despite the titles, the other guys may have strengths that the leader may have, therefore he or she should respect their talents and opinions.

You can all take a look on how Gloria Macapagal-Arroyo struggled to get respect because of her arrogance or how Kobe Bryant became a swell-head and started losing not until Pau Gasol and the rest of the team, gave him what he can truly call a “team.”

B-Sides 1

We usually say “thank you” after we receive something and got so much out of it. For me, I can’t stop saying thank you even if I know that there is nothing done yet, and this is only the beginning. Is it too early to say thank you?

Maybe, maybe not, but just being here already proved my worth. It made me see something in me, I can still go to new heights.

I remember back in March when I was taking the LANCE examinations, someone asked me why I was taking the exam. It was like, hey, just because I’m virtually unknown doesn’t mean I am deprived of the opportunity to be part of something special.

That person got into me a little bit and made me want to prove something. I came into the room that day only hoping to become at least a writer but after that person asked me that question, I was running on overdrive. I’m going to score high on this test. I will make it to the editorial board.

I felt like I was a man possessed, hungry to prove myself to everyone that has doubted me. So eager, that I will go ahead of them. It’s not arrogance, I call it confidence.

May 4 arrived and we got the examination results, and (obviously) I made it to the editorial board as the sports editor for The LANCE. I felt blessed and I am so thankful to be part of it. I remember during the interview, Sir Bana asked me what pushed me to make it that high for a newbie. I told him that I wanted to prove everybody that I belong.

It is also a blessing since I joined The LANCE to learn and grow as a soon-to-be professional, but to be in the place of the editors, the opportunity to teach others is also there.

Now I am on another level in terms of proving my worth. This is the stage where I need to prove that I’m no fluke and I deserve this one. Most importantly, as part of The LANCE and its editorial board, we need to publish ten quality issues.

Again, its not arrogance, I call it confidence. The blessing I have received certainly fell to me at the right time. Just when I needed something to make me feel that I still have value.

This means so much more to me than just working in the school paper, and having something to add in my resume. To simply put it, it’s about writing and enhancing that gift. This is something to answer all the questions doubters threw at me, and I’ll deliver emphatically.

The LANCE somehow sealed some parts of me being “enigmatic”, that despite my shaky personality and academic background, there is still talent in me worthy to be improved, something to outshine the negative spots in me.

I was labeled an enigma way back in high school by teachers, friends, classmates, and people beyond the four corners of the school. They may not have called me exactly as an enigma, but by their ways of defining me, that’s the only word that comes to mind. I could be someone out of this world by wonders in whatever task is given. Then I could also be this person so passive that it seems I don’t exert any effort. Somehow the passive image got stuck to people until it dragged me down. It made me crave for opportunities to prove myself, and the LANCE provided me with plenty of it.

Now, is it too early to say thank you? I say no. The only thing that I am trying to say here is, don’t waste your time by second guessing yourself about grabbing chances if you can develop your talents and character. Lastly, be thankful to the people directly or indirectly involved in leading you or even pushing you to grab great opportunities. Now, it is all on me to prove that I’m no disappointment.

B-Sides 1

We usually say “thank you” after we receive something and got so much out of it. For me, I can’t stop saying thank you even if I know that there is nothing done yet, and this is only the beginning. Is it too early to say thank you?

Maybe, maybe not, but just being here already proved my worth. It made me see something in me, I can still go to new heights.

I remember back in March when I was taking the LANCE examinations, someone asked me why I was taking the exam. It was like, hey, just because I’m virtually unknown doesn’t mean I am deprived of the opportunity to be part of something special.

That person got into me a little bit and made me want to prove something. I came into the room that day only hoping to become at least a writer but after that person asked me that question, I was running on overdrive. I’m going to score high on this test. I will make it to the editorial board.

I felt like I was a man possessed, hungry to prove myself to everyone that has doubted me. So eager, that I will go ahead of them. It’s not arrogance, I call it confidence.

May 4 arrived and we got the examination results, and (obviously) I made it to the editorial board as the sports editor for The LANCE. I felt blessed and I am so thankful to be part of it. I remember during the interview, Sir Bana asked me what pushed me to make it that high for a newbie. I told him that I wanted to prove everybody that I belong.

It is also a blessing since I joined The LANCE to learn and grow as a soon-to-be professional, but to be in the place of the editors, the opportunity to teach others is also there.

Now I am on another level in terms of proving my worth. This is the stage where I need to prove that I’m no fluke and I deserve this one. Most importantly, as part of The LANCE and its editorial board, we need to publish ten quality issues.

Again, its not arrogance, I call it confidence. The blessing I have received certainly fell to me at the right time. Just when I needed something to make me feel that I still have value.

This means so much more to me than just working in the school paper, and having something to add in my resume. To simply put it, it’s about writing and enhancing that gift. This is something to answer all the questions doubters threw at me, and I’ll deliver emphatically.

The LANCE somehow sealed some parts of me being “enigmatic”, that despite my shaky personality and academic background, there is still talent in me worthy to be improved, something to outshine the negative spots in me.

I was labeled an enigma way back in high school by teachers, friends, classmates, and people beyond the four corners of the school. They may not have called me exactly as an enigma, but by their ways of defining me, that’s the only word that comes to mind. I could be someone out of this world by wonders in whatever task is given. Then I could also be this person so passive that it seems I don’t exert any effort. Somehow the passive image got stuck to people until it dragged me down. It made me crave for opportunities to prove myself, and the LANCE provided me with plenty of it.

Now, is it too early to say thank you? I say no. The only thing that I am trying to say here is, don’t waste your time by second guessing yourself about grabbing chances if you can develop your talents and character. Lastly, be thankful to the people directly or indirectly involved in leading you or even pushing you to grab great opportunities. Now, it is all on me to prove that I’m no disappointment.

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

won't stop in front of mr.surrender

watched from afar
you went silly
stuck with my quiet demeanor
you got louder and frustrated

the natural high i felt for three years
never knew it was the gift
never knew
never knew

just when age and maturity started to mesh well
you came. and you came at such perfect time
we didn't knew that it was the right time though
we didn't even notice the gift being unwrapped for us

the hand when i read the journal
the silly antics
my long stares
my quick hands that grabbed yours

the soft face feeling mine
the kisses that slowly reached your lips
the bear-trap tight hugs
the bad start, that wrong feeling

the 7 eleven meals
the closers
the first movie
the dreams

the trend-setting step
the sketches
the works
the artistic outputs

the jobhunts
the dinners
the giftcheques
the 'power' image

the emotional boost
the highs
the blooming cheeks
the positive outlooks

the fights
the complaints
the pills
the never ending apologies

the conflicts
the 2 month boot camp under the black cat

the proposal
the concrete plans
the change of preference
the Love

the clothes
the money flushed
the flash of arrogance
was all for fun never thought of being broke

because you always stood by my side
and you're my treasure
my mirror
my teacher

always there to tell me how i handle life
the best critique
the best lover
the best girl

the wife.

for 3 years we were held by someone else's hand
never knew that we were just waiting for each
other on the sides.

I felt like I got the championship ring that has eluded me for years
Just like a bottle of champagne stored for another couple of years
it just got better

this isn't the picture-perfect relationship in the world
but it surely does work
it may be unorthodox and seems fun to try
but can you handle the pressure like us?

I'll end this with my arrogant swagger
Mark and Jazz won't stop you from following the trend
but do you have the faith?
do you really fit with the other?
do you look good together?

you ain't us
can't replicate what we did
at your own risk buddy






Saturday, June 5, 2010

gray cloud after gray cloud still we are bright as the day

for months we have been shadowed by an oversized cloud
it was tears night in night out
it was pain for the two of us
it was the hardest learning curve I've been through

now that we have the resolve to get out of the storm
and finally made it out
it seems that life doesn't want us to enjoy things
the moment we got out there was another waiting

it shot us like Kennedy was shot in the head.
blind sided we are
but this cloud is what i consider as..
something lighter

another gray cloud it is
but i am definitely sure
the moment we get out
the light will be as bright as the summer sun

this is today's curse for us
growing on it as we walk on the streets of nowhere
i will shield you from the shadows that will haunt us along the way
and one day..

we will wake up seeing
that today's curse
was the best gift tomorrow could give..
A STRONGER US


Thursday, May 20, 2010

I may not be the best at this but does that mean I don't have the right to blog?
You praised people who has made an impact to your life lately
You heard me mouth off?
This is a time where that stage is over, but you're doing it anyways
I trip you unintentionally, you bark
I trip you intentionally, you bark at me, but this ones understood, because its intentional.

You said I wasn't that proud of you, I had a question mark.
Now I'm transmitting my happiness I gain from you, still unsatisfied
I chose the wrong market, apologies my dear.

I tell you things that I know is right, you reason out it's like this it's like that
I'm in a battle field to convince a liberal mind, liberty is not right at all times
and you know that.

Lately I committed mistakes so severe that it shadows everything
to the point that you forget those little pinches you do
those pinches you've done lately
are the little complaints you've thrown at me
when we were young

Yes I pulled the trigger without thinking
But have you ever considered the honesty of me to admit I was wrong?
The severity shadows my efforts in trying to be a man and apologize
for my mistakes and ask for help to learn from it

This is nice its 5 lines 3 lines 3 lines 5 lines 5 lines and 5 lines, a monster

Sunday, February 14, 2010

an raw mantic deyt

7.15 am feb 13 (tumawag, gumising, nakatulog, nalate)

di nakareco

nagstarbucks nalang

tumambay

tumambay

tumambay

tumambay

nag goodnight january

natuwa

nagplano

nagplano

nag goodnight january ulit

walang naplano

nag sisig

nag lakad

nag sofa

nag mentos cola flavor

nag kwentuhan ng bold

di nasikmura, nag ipod nalang

nag joyride

nag moa

nanggulo sa tom's world

nag topman, topshop

nag prp, nahuli

nag shoe salon

nag stoked

nag board shop

nag blue wave

nag moa

nag yellow cab

nasikipan

lumabas

pumasok

ang sikip

sumiksik

kumain

no.4 cheese

sobra sa salt and pepper

nag harbour

uminom

nagdrama

nagyosi

nagyosi

paputok

ang ganda

uminom

nag mcdo, daming tao

mini stop

naidlip

nag kape

nagmcdo

nag lrt

nang gulo ng tulog

nag jeep

pinagkamalang nagtanan

nagpunta sa simbahan

nakatulog

nahuhulog

nag jeep hinatid

tulog sa biyahe













napadilat tumingin sa relo...

7.15 am na pala ng feb 14


Sunday, January 31, 2010

my little jazzy

night is where we come
we kiss & tell under the roof of a fucked up convenience store
we eat chips and share a bottle of water
just to get the chance to hang out longer

we get out and walk a few steps
talk and talk while you're standing on an elevated area of the gutter
we laugh and look at the stars
say something similar and laugh
because we thought of the same idea

when the cabs start to come and go
midnight reaches its dawn
you take a ride and kiss me goodbye
gave me a reason to wait for my bleak future

a poem so bad as shit
can't do anything right

just want you to know that i get mentally twisted when i say i love you

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

life is hell death is heaven

neglected. unappreciated. a failure.

Just how long do you think you can last in this kind of life?

a mouthful of trash in your face

maybe more than i can handle

and all i was asking was to at least end the day with a bright note, but it did not.

what i got was a kick in the face.

today, was like yesterday, it ended with another kick in the face.

getting back on my feet seem so hard this days

just imagine how a string of 2 bad days brought me down.

ever imagined how important tomorrow is?

do i get to quit this time or again someone will pull me at my last moment and bring me back to hell?

so, tell me how are you going to play hell?

how long will you last?

3 days? 4 days? a week? a month?

this ain't about school as some may think of, its life in every sense of the word






Saturday, January 16, 2010

walk walk walk

endless streets.

endless lines of streetlights.

a pair of worn out sneakers

a cold night.

a walking partner, holding the path to nowhere

stop by a convenience store and hangout outside with its bright lights behind you.

just like a rock concert with lights on the stage, only that its white

then go in try grab a free snack before you start walking again

run away and walk walk walk again.

i do fear wide roads though, but it won't stop me from walking.

la la la la la la la

Friday, January 15, 2010

dog chasing cars

'i'm like a dog chasing cars, i don't know what to do with one if i caught it.'
-joker

my problem is, what car am i chasing in life?
those badass flashy cars, that dies so fast?
or the simple ones?

which do I choose

hmmm?

fresh look

just want to be looking so unhappy

we're not emos (some would like to be one), but we're not. not one bit

it's just a word, a silly word.

a word everyone thought was cool. everyone fell in love with this word

i mean, who the hell would love to have serious problems when all along everyone envies them for they have this complete happy life.

oh, and don't associate SKINNY JEANS with this so-called emo thing, because i wear them and i'm not emo

Public Disturbance Announcement

having a new is just like having a new pair of shoes.
there is a tendency that you will wear it all everytime you go out
same with having a friend, fresh from meeting each other there's the feeling that you
might want to stay 10 minutes longer to have the opportunity to talk alone.

It just bothers me, when people think of it as something else.
Why can't they see that it's just plain excitement of meeting someone new.